Hello

I put together a bit of a trip report on my last experience with Hofmann's "problem child".

What started out as an ordinary week, quickly turned mad. I had decided I would try microdosing LSD daily for a week, leading up to a pretty hefty dose on Friday.

Monday rolled round and I cut a tab into 4 little pieces. – I estimated the dosage of 1 of the tabs to be around 150ug (I have quite a bit of experience with acid…the guy who supplied it said it was 180ug, and I test piloted a tab and was pretty sure it was around the 150ug mark…I know there is no way to be sure, but anyhoo.)

Day 1: Took the ¼ tab and went about my daily business. Around the hour mark I noticed my vision seemed to be sharper, colours brighter and I had a pretty big grin on my face. I had to go to work, which went swimmingly well. I was articulate, focused and generally happy.

Day 2: Took another ¼ and followed the same routine as day 1, but didn’t feel too much of the acid (tolerance I know)

Day 3: Another ¼ - When I woke up I was feeling pretty bouncy… now I have the reputation of being a complete grouch when I wake up, to the point where my wife knows not to talk to me until I have had a cigarette and a cuppa tea, but this morning I was just really happy and felt light on my feet. I made my wife breakfast (something I rarely do on weekdays) had a shower and went to work. I was boiling over with creativity. I felt like writing, drawing, photoshopping, you name it I wanted to do it. My boss even remarked that I looked cheery, and that my work over the last few days was top-notch (we had to send out a pitch for an advert and we nailed it )

Day 4: When I woke up I kind of felt mad, like a crazy person or something. I was bubbling with excitement at the prospect of another awesomely productive and colourful day, but I kept feeling like I was a bit off, like I was slowly descending into madness. I kept seeing shadows in my peripheral and having the strangest thoughts. I had a cup of yerba mate and sat in the garden. Eventually I felt ok again, and went to work. I was not as enthusiastic about anything anymore and really just felt like going home. I got through the day, and feel asleep within an hour of getting home. I had been sleeping well during my little experiment, but I think my brain was just tired of whirring along at 1000mps.

Day 5 (D-Day): When I woke up I was very tired and had to have a cup of coffee (I’ve not had coffee for nearly 6 months now, due to it making me feel like a methhead) but I really needed it. I had a shower and cut a ¼ off another tab.
Once at work I was feeling excited again, basically because it was Friday and I was going to take loads of acid tonight. Yesterday was a pretty bleak day and I felt like I was in LSD purgatory…not quite able to trip fully and not really at baseline. But today…well I felt alive again. I did some awesome photoshop work for my boss… I am now in charge of our graphic design etc :/ not really what I was hoping for, but at least my boss is smiling.

The day flew by and I was home before I knew it.

I had planned to trip with 2 friends tonight, had a shower and got dressed, headed out to a family holiday house (our trip location)
We made some dinner, waited around a bit and then promptly ate the acid. I took 4 tabs as I figured my tolerance was quite high at this point and my 2 friends took 2 each.
It took forrrreeeevvveeeerrrr to kick in for me, like easily 2hrs, my friends were tripping pretty hard by the time I had the first signs of a trip. I wasn’t complaining though, it was a nice change to the usual rollercoaster ride to the peak of an acid trip.
It felt like I was climbing a tall mountain. At this point I was practically peeing my pants in anticipation of the peak.
We decided it would be cool to climb to the top of the little hill the house was built on.
MY GOD!!!! What a view. The stars had donned their Sunday best and were dancing around the sky for us. At one point it was even too much for my eyes to take in and they felt like they would implode from the sheer spectacle I was seeing. We had a great view of the milky way, and it pulsated with the beat of the universe.

At this point we kind of calmed down…I’m not sure how to describe it, but I get this sensation that there is a loud noise going on when I’m climbing to the peak of an acid trip, and then suddenly the noise stops, and everything seems calmer (I have no idea if this noise exists or not, coz I am only ever aware of it when it stops, weird right?).

Anyway, we spent the rest of the evening doing acid stuff… listening to music, laughing at ridiculous things, cooking potatoes (don’t ask).
Before we knew it the sun was peeking its lazy rays over the mountain. I got up from the couch I had melted into and ran to the window, I shouted at everyone to come see the most awesome sunrise EVER! The clouds had formed these whispy pink highlights in the sky that looked like cotton candy, and just above them a mountain rose out of nowhere. Now I’ve lived in this area for over 5 years, but I really couldn’t remember there ever been a mountain there, that coupled with what looked like a sea of cloud below it had us debating the existence of the mountain for a good hour or so. We then got distracted by amazing geometric patterns in the sky, and kinda sat there in a catatonic state staring.

After that we went and made some fresh orange juice, and I felt like being alone for a while. Up the hill again…
I sat on this cool little rock that almost looked like a Persian rug because of the lichen growing on it…and…well… the LSD flowing through my body.
For what must have been 45 minutes or so I meditated on my life, where I’ve been…going…how to get there…how to be happy along the way etc…
I felt a bit bad that I had done so much acid this week, but hell it’s a once in a lifetime experiment, and it had gone well. I didn’t go mad, run around naked or get into any trouble at work…but a thought lingered. What about my wife? What does she think? She joined us at the holiday house, but she had a running race in oh say 10 minutes, so she went to bed early, and left while we were debating the mountain (of course I kissed her good morning/bye and told her I loved her) but I couldn’t help feeling like I had disappointed her. I hadn’t really thought about her a lot during my week of acid. And now I felt guilty…
Not been one to wallow in self pity I went downstairs and checked the time. She should be almost finished running her race. I waited a few more mintues then called her to say hi, and ask how she did. She sounded great and did well. I asked her if she was annoyed about my LSD use (at this point I had blown the whole thing out of proportion in my head… and it was bordering on rampant abuse) She laughed and said it was fine, “everyone needs to lose themselves in order to find themselves sometimes” and said she’d see me later.

After I had a nap, shower, and a shave I was ready to head home. I picked up some dericious Chinese food on the way home and had a great afternoon with my wife.

After a good chat I was convinced she really didn’t mind me doing stuff like this, as long as it is pretty rare and I always remember to keep her in my mind.

Well almost a week later and I still feel super creative, and happy. I’m going to lay off the longer lasting psy’s for a while, and focus on my marriage and being a better person in general, but I really feel like LSD Week has left me brimming with creativity and positive vibes

Peace

PW

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I've heard that microdosing can result in amazing productivity. Thanks for the results Primal Wisdom! I'll have to try this someday...someweek

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I would like to try this (if I manage to find acid around me).